In the library of the Qi residence, Qi Yanglong looked at the middle-aged man who could not hide his fatigue and said sadly, "Your Majesty, how can a bow that has been taut for twenty or thirty years not break?"
The Emperor of the Zhao family smiled and said, "It can't be helped. In the past, I didn't have you by my side to assist me. If you had entered the capital twenty years earlier, I might have been able to live for twenty more years. It's just that life is difficult, and I have accepted it."
Qi Yanglong sighed softly and then said seriously, "There's one thing, I don't know if I should ask."
The Emperor nodded and said, "Just as the previous secret letter said, there's nothing that can't be said and nothing that can't be done."
Qi Yanglong asked, "His Majesty can tolerate Tan Tanweng's wild and dissolute behavior, tolerate the drunken sleep of the Yellow Door Guards when they're on duty, tolerate Zhang and Gu right under his nose, tolerate Bi Yan in front of him and Han Shengxuan beside him, tolerate the two 'emperors', Jiangnan's literati discussing politics, and tolerate the scholars writing nostalgic poems.
Recall the previous dynasty. You can never slack off on government affairs. In twenty years, you have accumulated as many as nine million words. Why can't you tolerate a vassal king who lives in a corner and has no intention of rebelling? "
The Emperor said bitterly, "Mister, you know the answer. Are you afraid that I will make things difficult for Northern Liang?"
Qi Yanglong did not speak. His eyes were bright as he stared at the Emperor of the Central Plains who had been ambitious since he was young.
He did not have the achievements of the previous Emperor who unified the world, but his ambition was greater.
The Emperor felt the simple and unadorned scholarly atmosphere in the library. He was very familiar with this kind of fragrance when he was young. He often tore apart books and played with his brother, Zhao Heng, who was the closest to him. On the other hand, he did not spend much time with his younger brother, Zhao Yi, who shared the same father and mother. The Emperor was slightly absent-minded.
Returning to his thoughts, he said calmly, "Don't worry, since the only person I can't tolerate is already dead, then Song Dongming of Deer City is still tolerable. If you want to ban the transport of grain and fully support Beiliang in resisting the Mang, I will listen to your advice.
Tell the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Revenue to stop making things difficult for Beiliang. "
The emperor continued, "Before sir entered the capital, you had previously asked me how I would deal with Zhang Julu. In reality, it isn't that I find it hard to tolerate this Grand Secretary Zhang, but rather that the State of Zhao cannot tolerate him, so I must make a choice. To be honest, my reputation is far inferior to that of the late emperor. Before I ascended the throne, my father was ill.
Before the crisis, he established a secret family rule for us princes. Regardless of who inherits the throne, we must emphasize culture and suppress military might. This is also the real reason why Zhao Heng lost to this Humble One. He was too similar to the previous Emperor. His military exploits were the highest among the nine princes. If he sat in the north and looked to the south, he would be overlooking the world.
Even if he exhausted the country's strength, he would still contend with Beimang. Back then, this Humble One was still able to stop at a precipice, but Zhao Heng is destined to not be able to do so. I remember when he was young, he said that he wanted to use a jade axe in his hand to draw a border north of Beimang and south of Nanjiang. "
The Zhao Family's son of heaven, who could no longer be considered to be in his prime, had his back to Qi Yanglong. He reached out a finger to touch an ancient text, saying helplessly, "When it came to this Humble One's son's generation, the eldest son Zhao Zhuan lost to the fourth son Zhao Zhuan, this is also the reason. A person who claims to be an emperor cannot be without ambition, but he cannot be too ambitious either. It is just that …
However, Zhuan 'er's reputation also lost to this Humble One's father. Back then, it was already extremely difficult for me to keep the martial people in check. If Zhuan' er wants to tame the civil officials, he will also have a long way to go. With or without Zhang Julu's group of civil officials, it will be completely different. Once this Humble One dies, with Zhang Julu alive for a year, regardless of whether he is in court or not,
Zhuan 'er will have his hands and feet tied year after year. Moreover, Zhuan 'er is born with the demeanor of an elegant scholar. His temperament is romantic. Many times, even though he knows that it is wrong, he will still be soft-hearted towards those scholars who hold swords and brushes. Scholars, even if they truly care about the world, once they are asked to do something that benefits the common people, they will often be unable to do anything.
Ambitious but incompetent. Such a civil official, the higher his position, the more terrifying he was. Actually, during the debate between Sir and Chancellor Wang in Shangyin Academy, I am leaning towards the defeated Chancellor Wang. However, these words are not easy to say in this Humble One's position. "
"The Liyang Kingdom has already lasted for more than two hundred years, but in this Humble One's opinion, the birth of this dynasty is in the first year of Yonghui! Compared to the four hundred years of Da Feng Dynasty, how is Liyang different from a baby in swaddling clothes? Zhuan 'er is far from being able to sit back and relax as a prodigal emperor. "
"This Humble One naturally knows that there has never been a dynasty that has been passed down for thousands of generations. There will be a day when the world will no longer have the surname Zhao, and the top of the genealogy list will also change to another surname. The descendants of the Zhao family will have both good and evil posthumous titles in the future. However, this Humble One hopes that both good and evil posthumous titles will do. It is always better to have more than less. "
"When this Humble One was young, I heard the Grand Tutor, who had yet to be abolished, telling history. When he mentioned the years of each dynasty, he always had a feeling that it was like a scholar taking part in a long or short imperial examination. However, the people taking the examination could be passed down by father and son. If someone's answer was outstanding, he would be favored by God, the main examiner. If someone's answer was muddled, something would be deducted. Adding and subtracting, when there was nothing left to be deducted, then the imperial family of the world would no longer have the qualifications to take part in the imperial examination, and thus a dynasty would come to an end. If we count from the time when Taizu founded Liyang, I believe that compared to those ancestors, this Humble One's governance is eighty to ninety percent better. I only lose to a few people, including Taizu, who had great talent and vision, and the previous Emperor, who had a thorough understanding of people. "
As the Emperor rambled on, his face glowed with a kind of morbid expression.
For a long time, it was the Emperor who bared his heart, while the old man listened attentively, occasionally smiling knowingly.
In today's world, only Qi Yanglong could make the Emperor of the Zhao family so happy.
He suddenly smiled and said, "Sir, your three disciples, Xun Ping, Sir Yuan, and Sir Xie, have all wholeheartedly supported Li Yang. It can be said that the four of you, master and disciples, have supported half of our dynasty. You can say that your contributions are truly irreplaceable."
From the way the Emperor of the Zhao family addressed the three of them, it could be seen that he was close to Qi Yanglong and his three disciples. The time he spent with the scholar Xun Ping was the shortest, but he felt that they could call each other by their names. He addressed Yuan Benxi as Mister Yuan out of sincere respect, and directly said Xie Feiyu's name, revealing a sense of casualness.
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